Coming home from workwork the other night, I caught part of a program on the CBC about composer Thomas Tallis. He wrote beautiful music that I have always appreciated. The section I heard discussed his relationship to Henry VIII and the music he composed during that time.
I was reminded of the visit to Hampton Court in England that I made a number of years ago. During that visit the tour guide sat us down in one of the halls of the palace. On the walls hung colorful tapestries of musicians playing. Costumed musicians came into the room and performed music of the time for us, including some music composed by King Henry himself. I don’t remember if there was any Tallis but I expect there was.
This experience alone was memorable enough. But what really struck me on that visit, in this hall, at that moment, was the knowledge that I sat in the same room where the King had listened to this same music. It was the same hall where he walked daily. I truly felt present, I was a part of that history. It was as if I was there at that time. Perhaps I was, in another time line.
I have visited and enjoyed many historical sites without having this feeling before or since. That is until I recently experienced a similar feeling while in Thailand. As I walked through the temples and buildings of the Grand Palace in Bangkok I had that eerie sensation again. I was walking where the King had walked. I was walking with the King of Siam.
Have you experienced this sensation before while visiting an historical site? I would love to hear the who, where, and when about it.
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